#pyromaniac
It feels like heaven,
Surrounded by my fearsome fires
I’m their God
I created them
And they can fall at my hands
Their feisty heats
Are amazing feats
They save me from the bitter cold
Nov 25, 2019
Nov 25, 2019 at 9:44 PM UTC
Why are you not working
Do you want to get fired?
Run amuck, berzerking
You shouldn't play with fire.
Are we pyromaniacs?
Yes, we arson.
They keep saying that
We're gonna get burn.
Jun 1, 2019
Jun 1, 2019 at 2:24 PM UTC
I thought you were the fire that could warm my frozen heart
I took care of you
And tended to you
To keep you going as long as you could
I thought you would keep me warm
and take care of me too
Instead I ended up getting burnt
Charring my fingers on your carelessness
Singing my hair on your obliviousness
And In A Way, my own
Because anyone knows that when you play with fire
You're asking
to get burnt
-a former pyromaniac
Jan 29, 2019
Jan 29, 2019 at 8:24 PM UTC
Pyromaniac,
I burn for you when we touch
I am curious
Feb 24, 2017
Feb 24, 2017 at 3:32 PM UTC
Something that I try to fight
You fight it too, in dark or light
Together we can win, across the distance and time
My Nightmare that fights me, sometimes he makes me blind
Do not fall to the voices in your mind
That make you cut, leave a ****** sign
Time heals but leaves a scar
When it's over, do not forget your past
Rant, rave, spit or talk
You and I, we walk the walk
The path we dread is a path we share
The demons in the dark, the knife, the snare
Watch my step and I'll watch yours
Together we can unlock closed doors
Find a reason not to, rather than one to do so
It's working for me, why not you, y'know?
I hope you read this, but do not ignore
For me to write this was quite the chore
To have such pained effort fall when it's so near
Would be a reason to cut, ear to ear
I think you're beautiful, regardless of what you believe
For our eyes and mind can trick and deceive
When nobody trusts, compliments or gives hope,
Know that I do, though my responses are slow
Sleep well, my <3
At least, try to rest
Restlessness is eagerness
But eventually, is Death
And I do not wish to lose someone like you
An Insomniac and Pyromaniac message each other... one's mind does burn, the other wishes to burn everything in mind...
Sep 12, 2016
Sep 12, 2016 at 6:52 AM UTC
What keeps me up all night
Is my own vivid imagination
Creating swirling embers, smothering smoke
And the bright flashes and crackle of flame
What keeps her up all night
Is she simply cannot sleep
And maybe she can't sleep
Partly because of me
Either way, we are both maniacs
And I know I'm happy to be one
So will you burn the world with me?
Jul 14, 2016
Jul 14, 2016 at 10:34 AM UTC
I'll bring the gasoline
You bring the flame
I'm a Pyromanic, baby
So set my heart ablaze.
May 23, 2016
May 23, 2016 at 10:13 PM UTC
Puddles, puddles, everywhere
Mini rain lakes that make quagmires
How I wish you were puddles of kerosene
So I could set you all on fire
May 10, 2016
May 10, 2016 at 6:33 AM UTC
I was extremely flammable
and you loved to play with fire.
You said you’d never hurt me,
but you lit a match and left me burning.
Apr 4, 2015
Apr 4, 2015 at 11:56 PM UTC
Loving him was like
lighting a candle
I was a pyromaniac
addicted to the sight
of seeing him burn with passion
of smelling his splendor
I was lost in love with the victim
of my lethal affections
Jan 12, 2015
Jan 12, 2015 at 6:26 PM UTC
In between strangers and friends,
And of lines to be crossed and erased,
You'd pull me out without a second thought
And every time you do, you'd whisper
'I feel cold.' Quiet and hot like liquid gold
I'd touch your arm and you gently shiver
I set you afire each time
You'd hold me closer and smile
As you try to lick a final sizzle to my finger
You're a pyromaniac and I'm an arsonist
I wonder how you see me
And I wonder if you know how I see you
Nov 27, 2014
Nov 27, 2014 at 3:59 AM UTC
the stars imploding in your eyes made me want to become an astronaut and the fire blazing in your heart made me a pyromaniac; it wasn’t just the light it embedded in your veins it was the way every expression burst out of you
your love of the sea made me want to become a boat driver so i could float through your seabed of flowers and plant a tree there that would eventually grow to surpass the sea every time you thought of me
your willingness to escape made me want to become a pilot, i’d fly you away from all the troubles burning holes in your skull and hope that the scar tissue that sealed them together again was because my fingertips had roamed your body and taught you how to be peaceful with an existence you barely understand
your breath shook my lungs like an earthquake and if there were traces of you in cigarettes i’d smoke them all
your body is a souvenir of the mountains you’ve climbed and the forests you’ve camped in and the coffee you drink at 7am every morning and your heart is a souvenir to remind you how not to be a robot although sometimes it feels easier that way and your mind is a souvenir of them both and i treasure the thoughts that never managed to surface on your lips because i know you tried your hardest and i know “i love you too” would’ve been one of them
Jul 10, 2014
Jul 10, 2014 at 10:54 AM UTC
Set my skin ablaze
Scorch my eyes
Ignite my bones
Turn my heart
To liquid ash
Torch my dreams
Melt my hopes
Singe my soul
Make the inferno
Last forever now
Burn through me
And burn me through
This shallow dream
Sear my lips
With a stinging kiss
Oh please Agni
Incinerate me
For you are
The forest fire
And I am
but a tree
Mar 23, 2014
Mar 23, 2014 at 3:07 PM UTC